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People around him are talking.

"Boss Liu, who looks so good, doesn't know if he's the right one? Who would marry her? That would be a blessing, and she's capable and beautiful."

Gu Rufeng looked at the voice, it was a middle-aged man.

"I haven't heard that Boss Liu has a marriage contract. I have to ask her to look back. I have to find a good Langjun for her." It was a matchmaker.

"Wangshantang boss Liu, donate 200 kilograms of medicinal materials."

There was thunderous applause in the crowd, and people cast admiration on Liu Ye.

After the donation ceremony ended, as soon as Liu Ye stepped down from the stage, he was surrounded by the crowd.

Gu Rufeng hurried over, for fear of Liu Yan's danger, Yu Run followed Gu Rufeng tightly and did not dare to leave for a moment.

Liu Yan thought, this is even more popular than those small fresh meat concerts. I did not expect that ancient people were so enthusiastic.

Gu Rufeng managed to **** Liu Ye out of the crowd, and when he looked back at Yu Run, the little girl was crying.

Looking at her crying face, Gu Rufeng couldn't help crying.

After getting on the carriage, Yurun hadn't slowed down yet.

"Ma'am, we don't want to come here on such occasions, those people are terrible." Thinking of the scene just now, Yu Run still had a lot of fear.

"This crowd hasn't gotten together from your wife." Gu Rufeng looked at Liu Ye and thought, many people still want to tell you.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the door of the house, the vanilla ushered in.

"Brother Feng, where are you going? I haven't seen you all morning." As I said, I felt aggrieved.

"My lady and I went to collect donations." After Gu Rufeng said, he took Liu Ye's hand and walked back to the house.

After lunch, Liu Yan locked himself in the room.

Sweet potato leaves can be dyed, but the effect is always inferior to other plants, which makes Liu Yan anxious. Hundreds of acres of sweet potato leaves are not wasted?

Recently I have been very busy for a while, Liu Yan thought, now that I can finally take the time to study it carefully.

After a while, Liu Ye walked out of the room.

"Yu Run, hasn't Mom Liu planted a few sweet potatoes from the south wall?" Liu Yan asked Yu Run behind him.

"Yes, I remember when Mother Liu said that the sweet potatoes had sprouted, and it was a pity to throw them away. It was planted in the south wall. Madam, should I go and pick the sweet potato leaves?" Yurun asked.

"Let's go together. I just want to walk." With this in mind, Liu Ye and Yu Run walked together towards the south wall.

"Brother Feng, I know you have me in your heart, you just don't dare to express it."

Liu Yan heard it, it was the voice of vanilla.

At this moment, to go to the South Wall, they must pass by the two of them. If they don't stop at this point, they will be eavesdropping.

After thinking about it, Liu Yan decided to move forward.

"Vanilla, you think too much."

"Brother Feng, I didn't think much about it. I know you like me, but Liu Ye is too sturdy, so you dare not express it to me, right? You can rest assured that I will not fight with her in the right room. Seat, I can be a tadpole. "Vanilla said anxiously.

Liu Yan thought to himself, how could this be like a trap?

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